Cookies! So tiny, are they not?

You had heard that a handful of cookies had escaped from the "Witches", and were running loose everywhere. You didn't think that cookies had gained sentience and had managed to escape, but found the idea entertaining and cute nonetheless.

You were sitting in your room, not doing much. You had things you should be doing, but you just couldn't bring yourself to. They were too boring, too dull for you. If they didn't make you happy, why should you do them?

As you sat there, your thinking about things you didn't want to do and being unhappy attracted a small creature. You didn't realise that something was there until it was sitting right on your hand.

When you looked over, you saw... a small cookie! And she was beautiful. She looked up at you, and smiled. "Well, hello there! I can tell that you are unhappy. May I try to help?" She asked, her voice sweet like sugar.